Oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh
Oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh
Oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh
Oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh

Cemetary in town
Corpses underground, that's good for me
When I do my crazy voodoo, you'll serve me

I need a freshly-buried body
Cause I don't like bad-smellin' bodies

And I found you, some random bro who died last week
You'll do wonders servin' under good old me

So now I gotta raise your body
Not hard for me to raise your body
Too bad for you

Oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh
Oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh
Oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh
Oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh

Move my hands right, then I'll raise you up, a fresh zombie
Easy chore, I never blow it, now you see
I've got a brand new undead servant
So far none of them have protested

All fine with me (oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh)
They've all served me (oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh)
Quite happily for zombies (oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh)
Oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh

Oh yeah-ee-ah
Oh yeah-ee-ah, oh yeah-ee-ah
Oh yeah-ee-ah, oh yeah-ee-ah
Oh yeah-ee-ah, oh yeah-ee-ah

Oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh
Come along, you, fresh zombie (oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh)
What's wrong with you? Dumb zombie (oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh)
Wait, why did you lunge at me? (oh woah-oh, oh woah-oh)

Tackle me to the ground
In my ear, poke 'round for brains to eat